Waking Up to Rough Sex: Unprotected Morning Creampie with Stranger

The bass still thrummed faintly through the cheap hotel floor, but the air in the room was thick with musk, sweat, and pure, desperate heat. He wasn't the date; he was the chaos from the party, a massive stranger draped over me, his cock still pulsing deep inside my slick, stretched pussy. I gasped, my tits bouncing against his chest, tasting the salty tang of his morning breath. He lifted his head, a wicked grin splitting his face, before plunging back in with a guttural groan. "Fuck me harder!" I shrieked, arching my back, feeling the sheer, overwhelming weight of his hips driving into my core. The sheets were soaked, sticky with our combined slickness. He gripped my ass fiercely, pulling me flush against his thick, heavy cock. Every thrust was punishing, glorious. "Take my cock deep, baby!" he growled, his voice raw with post-midnight lust. The friction built, a delicious, unbearable pressure building low in my belly. Then, a massive shudder racked his body. He buried his face in my neck, letting out a strangled roar as a thick, scalding deluge of cum flooded my throat, coating my insides. "Cum inside me! Fuck, yes!" I moaned, gripping his shoulders as the throbbing intensity finally subsided. This unexpected morning fuck was going to ruin me, and I wouldn't have it any other way.